Her eyebrows and eyes resembled a painting, with a light glimmer in her pupils.
Her skin was delicately porcelain white, almost transparent.
The girl's beauty was too outstanding, easily recognizable.
Once seen, she would never be forgotten.
"..."
The hospital room suddenly became deathly silent, without a single sound.
Old Madam Ying's smile vanished in an instant, and her face showed no good humor, "You've come. Where's Tianlv? What are you doing here? I don't need your filial piety, leave at once."
If it weren't for Ying Zijin, Ying Luwei wouldn't have been sent to prison, resulting in her not even having the qualification to visit.
Old Madam Ying had also experienced the struggles within a wealthy family when she was young, and her hands were indirectly stained with blood.
So, in Old Madam Ying's eyes, all of this was nothing.
She favored some over others, she admitted it.
Zhong Manhua was somewhat surprised.